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@impudentearworm You write novels and stuff them under your bed. You have super strength. Green is your holy color.
@__debi__t Long ago
An old geezer told you
That if you could re read all the books youâve ever read,
Yes, the very copy,
If you could track them all down
And place them in this particular
Dusty bookcase at the Toronto Public Library... youâd Live Forever.
You believe him.
An old geezer told you
That if you could re read all the books youâve ever read,
Yes, the very copy,
If you could track them all down
And place them in this particular
Dusty bookcase at the Toronto Public Library... youâd Live Forever.
You believe him.
@ichthysaur
Pheasants & maple trees
Are not indigenous to
North America
Neither are Earthings.
Dinosaurs are.
You crashed the spaceship
That wiped them out.
Pheasants & maple trees
Are not indigenous to
North America
Neither are Earthings.
Dinosaurs are.
You crashed the spaceship
That wiped them out.
@wachambers
You loved a girl in a yellow rain coat.
You saw her for a mere moment.
She looked harassed by the weather.
You found it endearing.
She was a changeling.
Fresh water is highly toxic to it.
That was a close call, bud... real close.
You loved a girl in a yellow rain coat.
You saw her for a mere moment.
She looked harassed by the weather.
You found it endearing.
She was a changeling.
Fresh water is highly toxic to it.
That was a close call, bud... real close.
@haasitive
Before humans started writing their history down,
Prehistoric
When trees were taller
& the water ran clear
Before blood & hate polluted the soul of humankind
You emerged from a chrysalis
And made friends with us
Believing by faith
That scones & tea
Were on the way
Before humans started writing their history down,
Prehistoric
When trees were taller
& the water ran clear
Before blood & hate polluted the soul of humankind
You emerged from a chrysalis
And made friends with us
Believing by faith
That scones & tea
Were on the way
@garonnevik
There is a small, small town
In Blackhawk County Iowa
Never go there.
Never.
It's populated by your clones.
You cut your own hair, and cook your own breakfast in a diner painted puce,
and teach yourself in school, and none of them know...
Unless they see you.
There is a small, small town
In Blackhawk County Iowa
Never go there.
Never.
It's populated by your clones.
You cut your own hair, and cook your own breakfast in a diner painted puce,
and teach yourself in school, and none of them know...
Unless they see you.
